A life in song . OTE FOURTH, The morrow came, and with it came againThe people eager for the poets rhymes. He whom we mourn, the soldier said, knew wellThat all mens wisdom flows from each mans thought;And every page of progress but recordsThe impress of this thought expressd in when he deemd that he his doubt had fathoradAnd found truths rock beneath, he could not restAnd not proclaim it. When the Sabbath cameIt found him hard at work in school or years, content with gains from week-day toil,He gave all Sabbaths to his taught, he preachd, and helpd in home and
A life in song . OTE FOURTH, The morrow came, and with it came againThe people eager for the poets rhymes. He whom we mourn, the soldier said, knew wellThat all mens wisdom flows from each mans thought;And every page of progress but recordsThe impress of this thought expressd in when he deemd that he his doubt had fathoradAnd found truths rock beneath, he could not restAnd not proclaim it. When the Sabbath cameIt found him hard at work in school or years, content with gains from week-day toil,He gave all Sabbaths to his taught, he preachd, and helpd in home and laneThe sick and poor ; and much he loved the work ;And loved the little children of his flock ;And loved their mothers as the soul may love ; NOTE FOURTH. 141 But loved the full-grown men most heartily ;For he could give strong feeling vent with them,Nor find them shatterd by its vehemence. Give me the spirit, I have heard him say, That comes to meet my own with every thoughtFull-girded for a final test of
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